*beam of pride*
Hope you all enjoy it.
Title: To be set free
Challenge: Black book of the dead
Silence. Darkness. A coldness that was odd for the setting of the desert. Here it sat in a box that would never be found. It was a curse for the book that held nothing but prayers and incantations. It would never again feel the caress of the sun on its pages. It's protective wrapping of linen felt as if it were sand paper against its surface. Where its key was, it no longer knew, but there was an empty place on its cover for it. For many long years it had felt the caress of Imhotep's voice until that night.